Solo Sunrise (Chet Faker)

Waste all my time Could I believe you never know Your presence sublime, oh oh I know I need you ever more, oh oh But on a Sunday morning sun Well I don't, I don't believe in your lovin' When all things sort of fall inside Then I don't, I don't believe in all your lovin' Breathe it all in loves' young mind Set it off your feet will fall Blazing all your off your mind It's hard enough. No harm, no foul. We saw the line And took the time to make it fall But left it behind, oh oh I know you need it all But on a Sunday morning sun, I don't, I don't believe in your lovin', When all things sort of fall inside, Well I don't, I don't believe in, your lovin' (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) But on a Sunday morning sun Solo sunrise Breathe it all in loves' young mind Set it off your feet will fall Blazing all your off your mind It's hard enough. No harm, no foul.